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jeonqkooks · 9 months ago

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Can I request first time obs jungkook realized he started to have feelings for oc?

our beloved summer; a drabble

Jungkook likes lavender and jasmine. He likes navy blue sweaters and a perpetually grumpy face, looking a black cat who’s just been disturbed from slumber. He likes gold rings on dainty hands, black nail polish almost always covering neatly trimmed nails. He likes New York Yankees baseball caps on bad hair days.

Jungkook looks for that intoxicating scent of lavender and jasmine wherever he goes, scrunching his nose in distaste every time he catches a whiff of some overwhelming floral perfume on someone that isn’t you.

At parties, he looks for the dainty hands with the black nail polish and golden rings, wrapped around a red solo cup. It always makes him smile widely in delight when he spots you in a corner, talking animatedly with Taehyung and Jimin.

He looks for that navy blue sweater and Yankees cap whenever he’s on campus, even on days where he knows you aren’t scheduled for class or a shift at the library. If he looks hard enough, thinks about you hard enough, then maybe you’d pop up for whatever random reason - to bug a professor into reading the essay you wrote for extra credits, to stop by the campus cafe because you have a massive craving for their watered down chai latte, to show up just because there’s a certain someone silently manifesting that you would.

Jungkook likes pretentious Moleskine journals and 0.7mm Muji gel ink ballpoint pens. He likes the vivid scowl in your voice when he gets on your nerves and the middle finger you always flip him. He likes the tiramisu from that bakery down the street from Taehyung and Jimin’s apartment, just because you seem to like it so much. Hydrangeas remind him of you, so he likes them too.

Jungkook likes the things you like and he’s not sure why. He likes that these are the things that make you happy, that always bring a smile to your face and he likes seeing you smile. He’s almost never on the receiving end of said smile, but he still likes it.

He lays in bed, bored out of his mind and tempted to seek you out just to be a nuisane but he knows you’re in a class right now. He drifts back to what Taehyung said to him last night after he’d show up to the library, thinking he’d get to spend time with you but had found Taehyung instead.

“The whole ‘boy pulls girl’s pigtails’ approach you have going on is painfully obvious, you know.”

Jungkook isn’t stupid.

(Though if you were there at the time, he has no doubt that you would have argued the opposite.)

Maybe Jungkook does know why he likes the things you like. Maybe it’s because whenever they pop up in his head, you’re the one that always accompanies the thought and takes over his mind completely. Maybe that’s why he finds himself thinking about you before he goes to sleep just so you would show up in his dreams too. Maybe that’s why you’re often the first thing he thinks of shortly after opening his eyes in the morning, wondering if he’ll get to see you around that day.

Maybe it’s an explanation for why he feels so warm whenever he imagines your face even when he’s doing the most mundane of things, like walking to the corner store or putting away laundry.

Taehyung was right. Jungkook didn’t stop by the library on a random Wednesday evening because he wanted some bro bonding time. He wanted to come because you usually work Wednesdays, and the idea of keeping you company under the guise of bothering you sounded a lot better than staying home and daydreaming about you.

He then thinks about what Taehyung said before he left, calling him back just to tell him that like Jungkook, you wouldn’t be going home for the break either.

He doesn’t know why Taehyung told him that. Probably because he feels bad that neither him nor Jimin would be here in case you need them, not that you would admit if you needed them anyway. Or perhaps Taehyung was trying to give Jungkook a nudge in the right direction.

What direction that is, he can’t say for certain.

What he does know is he wasn’t exactly thrilled to hear that you’ll be spending the break by yourself while everyone else goes home to their family, because it sounds like something that would make you a little sad even if you’re not big on the holidays. He’s never seen you sad before, but the idea of it is one that he already hates.

Jungkook doesn’t want you to be alone. He doesn’t want you to be sad. He wants to see you smile and he wants to do everything in his power to make sure that you keep your smile, even if it isn’t directed at him.

No, he isn’t stupid. He isn’t stupid but he might still be a little dense sometimes. He supposes he’s known it all this time, known it for months since the second ever conversation you’ve had together. It’s no one’s fault but his own that it took Taehyung bringing it up for Jungkook to realize why the things you like are so endearing to him, why his heart does dumbass little skips to the mere thought of you.

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amiharana · 2 years ago

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thinking about super physically affectionate clingy yet quiet link and him leaning into revali when he's tired, or curling up in revali's lap with his face in revali's neck to take a nap, without a single word.

it startles revali a lot at first when link just at random just starts grabbing his hand only to intertwine their fingers, link tracing the feathers and then pulling revali's hand up to his face to press a kiss to the back of it, his eyes shut. or link pushing him down into the cushions only to seat himself within revali's folded lap, head against revali's chest as he fidgets and fiddles with revali's scarf. or link coming up from behind to wrap his arms around revali's midsection, pressing soft kisses down revali's spine.

"you hylians are so touchy," revali mumbles one night, when they're lying together in their shared hammock. link is wrapped around him, intertwining his legs with revali's, and he drags his pointer finger through revali's feathers, drawing shapes into his chest. link only hums at him in response, and shifts so that he's more comfortable against revali. his legs tighten around revali's, as though he plans to keep the rito shackled to him forever. revail only wraps a wing around him and brushes his beak through the top of link's hair.

"you're not pushing me away though," link says. link's voice is soft and drowsy, but revali can feel it humming under his skin.

"like i could if i tried," revali responds in similar volume. "you've wrapped yourself so closely to me, we'll merge into one being at this point." but link is right; if he truly didn't enjoy this, he'd have thrown link into lake totori now.

"wish we could," link murmurs. revali hums in question, prompting link to continue. "wanna be so close to you i'm practically under your skin."

"that won't be necessary. you already get under my skin plenty." link snorts and shifts against him again, revali shifting in response to accommodate link's new position. they're quiet again for a couple more moments before link speaks.

"do you really not like it?" his songbird whispers, hushed and timid. revali frowns. he doesn't like it when link doubts him, or this bond between them. he wraps his other wing around link and the little hylian snuggles deeper into him automatically, sighing quietly.

"i'd have figured you more astute than this," revali says. "this... manner of affection you favor is not something i'm accustomed to, but it doesn't mean it's unpleasant. it's... nice, to be honest."

"so it's okay? you're okay with this?" link murmurs.

"i'm more than fine with it," revali replies. "what made you think i wasn't?"

he feels link shift to hide his face in revali's chest. "dunno," link mumbles. "i always do it without saying anything. thought you were just putting up with me..."

revali's feathers prickle and rise, and his frown deepens. in a swift fluid movement, he grabs his mate by his hips and pulls him up. link yelps, grabbing onto revali's arms. "w-wait, revali, the hammock—"

"the hammock is strong enough to hold the both of us," revali says, and seats link atop him so that his mate is straddling his lap, and his hands settle on link's waist. "so don't doubt it, like you're doubting me right now." link flushes and his ears droop, just slightly. cute.

"i wasn't doubting you—" link starts, but revali cuts him off with a slight shake of his head.

"you were," revali asserts and his voice leaves no room for argument, because it's true. link stares down at him, guilty and insecure. revali hates it. "i can't control what goes on in that stubborn head of yours, but don't doubt me. don't doubt this, what we have. i chose you, all of you, what you are, what you do, what you offer. i'll gladly receive it all, because it's you."

link's breath catches. "revali..."

but revali shakes his head and pulls lightly on link's waist. "that's enough thinking for you tonight," he says. "come back to me and continue with your touchy inclinations. i'm rather fond of it now."

so link with that ever so familiar wide, blue-eyed gaze tentatively leans back down and wraps himself around revali's body again, as they were before, his face buried in the space between revali's neck and head and his breath beginning to even out. revali envelops his clingy songbird in his wings, nuzzling the side of link's face with his eyes shut, beginning to drift to sleep himself, but he needs to make himself clear before either of them drift too far.

"i love you," revali murmurs against link's skin. "goddesses know why you ever doubted it, but i do and i always will. if you wish to possess me, my body is yours to command as you please. if you wish to woo me, my heart has already been infatuated with you for far longer than you've realized you desired me too. my very soul and my entire being belong to you now, for as long as you will it to be."

link doesn't say anything more, but revali can feel his little jewel hug him tighter. "i chose you," revali whispers. "please remember that. i chose to be with you, for the rest of my life. i'm not letting go of you so soon, so please don't let go of me either."

they both grow quiet after that, and revali thinks link has already fallen asleep when—

"i won't," link whispers back. "i won't let you go. i'm all yours too, revali, i love you too."

revali coos lowly in response, holding link a little tighter in his arms. "good. if it's my skin you wish to be in, then it's yours to live under. i wouldn't have it any other way. now, go to sleep. your mind runs circles around itself like a hylian retriever if left without the careful hand of a trainer, like myself."

"whatever," link snorts, but he shifts and squirms and nestles himself under revali's chin until he's comfortable again, until his breathing evens out. only then does revali relax, wings still wrapped firmly around his sweet little songbird, and lets sleep claim him too.

#revalink #loz #botw #loz botw #legend of zelda #link x revali #revali x link #amihan's revalinkverse #i can't write anything without revali being extremely soft for link #amihan don't write revali being completely whipped for link challenge: failed #i lowkey went off topic with this one but it's ok because the final product slaps #i channel my inner bridgerton everytime i write revali being sappy with link #(i've never watched bridgerton)#me watching the post-windblight battle cutscene for the first time in 2019: do you think link and revali ever explored each other's bodies #link was literally exploring revali's body in this post #the day i write a fic where revali explores link's body...#another one for the “revali lets link do whatever he wants to him” revalink agenda #the bts reference in this post today is when link says he wants to be under revali's skin #which also is the lyric in my blog header #referencing bts rm's 'closer' on his solo album indigo #i recommend it it's a very good song whether or not you like bts #if this post had a song you should listen to it with it would be closer by rm #link wants to ratatouille revali by being under his skin

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spinninglightning · 9 months ago

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whenever i read fics i always end up thinkin of a song for the fic or like, th chapter and then i canr stop associating the fic w/ those songs

#i listen to sm fckn music tht all the songs end up bein wildly diff too #ong i cld make playlists for multi ch fics #*stares at electric rebels*#actually u know what #i will #here r some songs:#our song by matchbox twenty is (early ch) electric rebels treemina coded #butterfly by bts (song is abt the fear of losing a person and in electric rebels this is very much true #everyone has the fear of not only losing their lives but losing their family(+found) as well #time is very much sacred n stuff like that)#humming by turnover (thr lyrics “with you ill make it out alive” sold me on this one)#viva la vida by coldplay specifically for the capital students because of how disillusioned theyve become due to the games #and forming relationships w/ their tribute #really good examples are vipsania and hilarius #rhythm of love by plain white t's makes me think of all the good moments treech n lamina have had despite their circumstances #(its also just a them song in general)#young volcanoes by fall out boy for the tributes!!! it seems light a more lighthearted victory song almost?#a “we will persevere” thing but more full of complete happiness #think abt the scene of teslee mizzen n treech running down the hill in jubilation (obvs before shit went down)#would that i by hozier just makes me think of when treech first met lamina up in the tree #which witch by florence + the machine is definitely for vipsania just before & after the bombing (aspen too but to a lesser degree almost)#“whos a heretic now” “im miles away hes on my mind” yeahhhh #love grows (where my rosemary goes) by edison lighthouse is jst a rlly good treemina song #rousseau by nerina pallot is a good fpr one of the main questions in the fic “are we really born free?”#(no. theyre not they have to work for that freedom. rousseaus main theory specifically the idea of it works really well for this fic #and the hunger games in general)#the promise by when in rome seems to work especially for treech and how he interacts with the others #he always seems to make promises - that theyll live - that he wont leave - that hell take care of the living for the deceased #this ended up sm longer than intended i reached the TAG LIMIT #basil.txt

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teenietinytangerine · 6 months ago

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THE TRUTH UNTOLD part 1. chapter 1. "lust at first sight."

content disclaimer: hints at smut but none, yet... pairing: gumiho!yoongi x oc (saein) ------

"What did you say?"

"I said I'll feed you."

"Do you even know what that means?"

"I did my research, I know."

He crossed his arms over his chest, not unamused. In front of him, there she stood, the Venus de Milo, on the wane of the theaters of horrors, too at-ease in its throes to shiver at the sight anymore.

"Why would you do that?"

"You're a picky eater, aren't you?"

"I'm being careful with spicy food. Especially ones that leave me with souvenirs." The Gumiho pulled his shirt with one of his claws to expose the scar she had left above his collarbone a couple of days ago.

She grimaced. "Right, sorry. That's part of the reason, I mean you're stuck here because of me, and you asked me if you should just starve now so... "

"So? You're going to..."

"Not let you starve."

This time, Yoongi burst out in incredulous laughter. The slayer was messing with him, showing up with all five feet of snark at his door and empty promises in a leather trenchcoat.

She never lacked confidence, Saein, but that was a bold move. Thankfully, every doubt she had was obscured by the sheer strength of her stubbornness to the point that, when the Gumiho, disguised as a man, approached at an excruciatingly slow pace, all he could read on her face was her provocation to take her at her word.

He bent over, squinting. "Really?"

He looked otherworldly, with a hint of depravity, but she knew that already.

She looked delicious, with a hint of sardonic, but he knew that already.

"Really." She only needed to whisper for him at this distance. And now, she was the one smiling for there was no hiding from him of the hunger that had risen at the mere thought. She could swear his pupils had grown bigger.

She pulled on the pearl necklace to bring him closer and repeated, softer. "Really."

But, as her eyes fell on his lips, he pulled back.

"If you're not interested-"

"That's not- You are serious."

"I am... curious."

"You trust me?"

" ... For this, yes. It's your expertise, isn't it?"

"It is."

He smacked his lips, seemingly deep into the unraveling of his dilemmas while she was fighting off her pride, only pulled back by the more nustled in feeling she had denied and still does even though it murmurs with honey its spelling to her ear: lust.

She had a way about her, the Slayer, a tranquil confidence enveloped in fiery defiance and here she was standing, offering herself up an unbearable human fragility that was, oh, so tantalizing, the sweetest trap that just might be worth the sugar it held.

He couldn't help himself but fall in it.

His fingers tucked back a strand of her hair behind her ear, and the first skinship came with the promise of her anticipation. She wasn't lying. She wanted this. His thumb fluttered along her jaw all the way to her lips.

Saein, like hypnotized, held her breath, and instinctively came closer, her nose nearly touching his, she leaned and-

"Not like this." His fingers locked around her wrist, and a grin stretched on his lips. "I've got a ritual of sorts."

#fanfic #the truth untold story #bts fanfic #ttus #imagine your otp #min yoongi fanfic #yoongi fic #yoongi smut #btvs fanfic #finally starting although completely in media res #ine day i'll write the epilogue on how we got there #and yay oc finally has half a name #meet:#saein

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operativenightingale · 8 months ago

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as someone who only really ships the idea and the chemistry of calzona, and really really really should know better, is there anyone that ships them that isn't overly indulgent towards arizona and doesn't seem to blame callie for not bringing the moon down for her or something, even at her own expense, especially at her own expense?

#14 yo me wouldve been all over that #but now me knows how unhealthy it all was #but cant help but wonder what couldve been #altho if im being completely honest the ships popularity and the shows inability to give callie anything good or interesting the last seaso #seasons. made it so the only fics of her are calzona. which wouldnt be my first choice #but if there wassss one where arizona actually apologized and at some point it acknowledged callie (shitty way tho) ending the marriage #as the healthy thing it was.....THAT would be something to read #exwives to coparents to friends to best friends to maybe lovers again...#also without the biphobia and slutshaming. just yknow. BOTH of them apologizing for their mistakes #callie torres #anti arizona robbins #calzona #anti calzona #not really tho. just pro callie and pro them being healthy #half of their shit was bad writing and bts stuff. it was clear sara wanted out in 12 or was unavailable and maybe even the same for jcap #they did have to hide her pregnancy there #also arizona was so clearly going to win the custody battle. it was an obvious writing choice since the whole two mothers narrations starte #doesnt make it right or well executed. if callie had actually really pushed for it maybe #but whatever. the custody battle was stupid in the first place #greys anatomy

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vkookthingsposts · 2 years ago

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Taekook Fic Recommendation!

melt my heart by wonderaus

Summary: "The last thing Taehyung expected when he agreed to ignore his morals would be for a snowstorm to lock him and his nemesis in one apartment for days.

or: Taehyung swears he hates Jeon Jungkook (until he doesn't)"

Tags:

Alternate Universe - College/University

Enemies to Lovers

Friends With Benefits

Literature Student Kim Taehyung

Jock Jeon Jungkook

Explicit Sexual Content

Top Jeon Jungkook

Bottom Kim Taehyung

Locked In

Blizzards & Snowstorms

Domestic Fluff

Fluff and Smut

Words: 40.073

Chapters: 1/1

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minisugakoobies · 7 months ago

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Sunny I hope you haven’t forgotten about the All Wound Up series because I need part 3. Yoongi x reader x namjoon.

I promise you that I have not! But I'm going to be very honest for a second - since the members all enlisted, I have found it difficult to write BTS fics. Part of it is that I've been discovering other groups and getting inspired by them, but part of it is due to missing the members to the point that I find myself unable to write for them. I've only really been able to work on Paradise out of all my BTS WIPs, and even then, it's been very slow going. I hope you'll understand. 💕

#i haven't talked about it much but my bts muse has mostly been silent #but i am still determined to finish my partially completed WIPs this year!#fanfic #asks #anon #fic: all wound up series

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biaswreckmepls · 1 year ago

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Fan-Chosen BTS fics #1 - Jan 2024 - Day 2

Kissing Lessons

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49468507/chapters/124847236

Author: thegirlwholovedandlived

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Relationships: Min Yoongi/Park Jimin, side Kim Seokjin/Jung Hoseok

Status: Completed

Chapters: 9/9 (33338 words)

Tags: Royalty AU, Baker AU

Summary:

“Hear Ye! Hear Ye! All eligible, single adults, aged 24-30, are hereby invited to the palace where 5 people will be chosen for 2 weeks of fun and challenges. At the end of the 2 weeks, Prince Kim Seokjin might choose a spouse worthy of his love.”

Prince Min Yoongi of the neighboring land and baker Park Jimin compete against each for the honor of marrying Prince Seokjin. In between archery competitions, talent shows, and spending time with Prince Seokjin, Yoongi and Jimin challenge each other to perfect the art of kissing.

(All in the name of winning Prince Seokjin's hand, of course.)

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49468507/chapters/124847236

#kissing lessons #thegirlwholivedandloved #bts fic rec #bangtan fic rec #yoonmin #yoonmin fic rec #2seok #side 2seok #completed #royalty au #enemies to lovers #baker au #20k-50k #we're completed against each other for someone else #except...are we really...#tucks hair behind ear #boy oh boy oh boy #fan chosen bts fics #fan chosen bts fics 1

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starryswitchy · 1 year ago

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White Christmas at Bangtan Lodge

Chapter 1: A Ray of Sunshine on a Cold Christmas Eve

A fic about love and trust and hope, wherein Yoongi sings and Hoseok dances and Jimin plots and Taehyung schemes and Seokjin scolds and Jungkook dreams and Namjoon finds himself after a long, cold winter.

#bts fanfic #White Christmas at Bangtan Lodge #bts #it's beginning to look a lot like you know what #the fic is complete but I'm adding images

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purpleyoonn · 2 years ago

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baby (you complete us) 5

C H A P T E R F I V E

Summary: Soulmates were a common occurrence, so common, in fact, that the world sought an easier way to find your other half: A bracelet that would scan your mark and match you with those who shared your mark. Within recent years, soul groups were becoming normal, and your own bracelet said you have seven matches.

Or where you wear your bracelet for ten years, and finally give up the hope you would find your soul group, only for BTS to put theirs on and see what they were missing.

Genre: soulmate au, idol au, angst, fluff, eventual smut,

Pairing: Idol BTS x Disabled MC

Warnings: angst, mentions of depression, disabled mc (Ehlers Danlos syndrome), eventual smut, fluff, lots of fluff, mentions of disability, simp bangtan

Chapter Warnings: not much, anxious feelings, insecurities, joint dislocation, talk of kink, yoongi being a tease,

masterlist // chapter 4 // chapter 6

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Previously on baby (you complete us):

“I guess I should thank you for the box then, Yoongi?” You lean forward, causing the male to blush a little. He just nods shyly and says you’re welcome with a shrug of his shoulders.

“Well, thank you a lot, Yoongi. I appreciate the package and will make sure to wear this to the airport.” You smile, your small cheek dimples poking through as you do making Namjoon smile back. You move the items back in the box as the others shout protests. Claims of cheating thrown around, all of them wanting you to wear something they picked out to the airport.

“Maybe next time, you guys!” You try to ease the play fighting, thoroughly amused by the proud smirk on Yoongi’s lips.

It was about 4:30 in the morning and you were just getting to the airport, your brother having offered to drive you.

Actually, he showed up yesterday, unannounced, with food. Your sister had told him about your soul situation before you even had the chance. He demanded to go with you, but when you told him that the boys were paying for your ticket, he conceded as long as you made sure to call him and face time him so he could ‘talk’ to the boys.

He helped you pack, making sure all of your clothes fit into the two suitcases, and even took the time to put together all of your toiletries, or well, tried to before you stopped him. You didn’t need your older brother helping you put your private things together. After that, he stayed the night and bought dinner for you, even going as far as inviting your dad over.

That was a surprise.

You had to reassure your dad and brother that you were okay and not being forced to go. They were fully aware of your ten years of waiting, and of your feelings about the entire thing. They had to console you every year when it got to the anniversary of you receiving your bracelet.

“I don’t know about this, honey. Why now?” Your dad brought up good questions, but you reassured him that they were idols and their lives were extremely busy. He didn’t care though, not when he witnessed your tears.

And then, when he did get over that part, he asked you for their number so he could talk with them. You refused in embarrassment, knowing exactly what your dad wanted to talk about. You knew it wouldn’t really have much to do with talking and more to do with slight threatening and choice words. Daniel just laughed about the entire thing.

You were wearing the sweatshirt Yoongi had sent you along with a pair of comfy leggings and compression socks, wanting to be entirely comfortable for your almost sixteen-hour flight. You had one stop in Japan for an hour where you would definitely need to stretch and maybe get a coffee or something. You had your carry on duffle bag filled with your flight necessities, including the headphones, beanie, and kitty eye-mask Yoongi also sent. You even included the coloring book and markers.

You had your passport, both of them, in your sweatshirt pocket, not wanting them in your bag. The duffel bag almost reminded you of a large purse, oddly resembling Taehyung’s artist made collection bag but with the normal duffle bag material. It was nice and the size was perfect so you didn’t have to put it in the overhead shelves and you could just put in under the seat.

“Take your shoes off and place them in the bin.” You hear the TSA agent yell over the crowd.

Taking out your phone, you look over the ticket that Yoongi had transferred over. Yor flight left at 5:45 am, giving you enough time to get through TSA and check in, according to your dad at least.

You stand in line for a couple seconds, waiting for your chance at check in. You had your cane with you, resting on your arm as it hung so you could move with all of your luggage. When you get to the front, you put your things in front of you and place your cane on the floor.

“Hello, I am a little confused with the ticket my soulmate sent me. It doesn’t have a gate number on it.” You say to the woman who asks to see your ticket. When you show her the ticket on your phone, her eyes widen a little, before she calls someone over.

“I’m sorry ma’am. You have a private flight which means you need to be on the other side of the airport. I will have someone escort you over there.” Your eyes widen at the information as you stare back down at your phone.

“Oh, well thank you ma’am. I appreciate your help.” You smile at the woman before moving off to the side, struggling a little with your bigger suitcase. Not even a second later a large man wearing a security badge walked up to you.

“Are you Ms. L/n?” You nod your head slowly, a little unsure of how he knew your name.

“I am John. I was assigned to be your personal escort and guard for the time you are within the airport. Are these your bags?” You don’t get the chance to nod before he takes the handles of your suitcases, leaving you to have your duffle bag and cane.

It takes roughly ten minutes to walk to where you check in for the flight Yoongi booked for you. When you get there, the man behind the desk just asks for your name. You give it to him and watch as his eyebrows raise slightly before the computer beeps at him.

“Okay, these are your luggage tags, and this is your boarding pass. Our private lounge is off to that side where you can wait.” The man, named Michael from his nametag, hands you the papers which John moves in to grab before you can. He attaches your luggage tags to your suitcases and then nods his head before ushering you into the lounge.

It was a large room, fitted with an abundance of comfy looking couches and chairs, at least three vending machines, and a small bar.

“Alright Ms. L/n, you can wait here until the flight is to board. No one else has been given access to the room under Mr. Kim’s orders.” You wonder which ‘Mr. Kim’ he is referencing.

“Uhm, I was wanting to go and look for some coffee and breakfast, maybe. And wanted to get a couple of snacks for the flight.” You tell John, wondering if you were even allowed to leave the room now.

“Of course, Ms. L/n. I can escort you to your shopping. You can leave your luggage in here.” You follow along with his words, hoping he was telling the truth that no one else was allowed in the room.

He walks a little in front of you and to the side. You opted to keep your duffle bag on your person as you had your wallet in the front pocket. You also wanted to put your snacks in the duffle so you didn’t lose them.

John follows your lead, making sure no one comes near you which has people looking your way, trying to figure out who you were. It was a little weird and made you a little anxious. Nonetheless, you found a little store that sold snacks and you even managed to find a nice-looking packaged sandwich and a small container of cut up apples, cantaloupe, grapes and banana that looked fresh. You also got a bottle of water and some juice. And a bag of cheez-its.

After that, you decided on trying to find a place to get some coffee, putting your things into your duffle. You only now realized you didn’t go through any kind of security.

“Do I need to go through security?” You turn to John as you walk out to the little shop.

“No ma’am.” Oh, well that seems weird to you.

“Uhm, well is there anywhere I can get a coffee before we head back to the lounge?” John nods before walking forward and to the left. You follow him and watch as he leads you to a Starbucks. You thank him before getting in line and ordering your normal coffee order and getting a breakfast sandwich and a chocolate chunk cookie.

With your drink and treats in hand, you make your way back to the lounge. You make yourself comfy in one of the couches by a table where you set your things down and move to organize your duffle bag so your snacks didn’t get squished.

Hearing your ringtone go off, you pick your phone up to see Namjoon calling.

“Hello?” You answer only for a chorus of greetings back.

“Good morning, baby. Did you make it okay?” Namjoon is the first to speak.

“Good uh, morning? And I am in the lounge now. I picked up some coffee and breakfast along with a couple of snacks for the flight. Uhm, can I ask why I was given an escort and a private lounge completely to myself? Or what even a private flight is?” You ask as you move your computer to the front side of your duffle, planning on watching some movies during the flight.

“Your safety is our number one concern. If we can’t be there, or have any of our security with you, then this is the next best thing.” Namjoon answers, a small hum to his words as if trying to soothe your worries.

“Why would I need your security though? Did you guys make an announcement about everything without talking to me?” You ask, putting your full attention on the voices coming from the speaker.

“No, baby. We would never. This is more….” Namjoon pauses, trying to come up with the best answer for you, only for Jimin to finish. “For our worry.”

“Yeah, Jimin. This is more to ease our own concerns and worries.” Namjoon thanks his younger mate for his quick thinking. You nod your head before realizing they cant see you.

“Oh, okay. Well, there isn’t anything to worry about. John is a good security person. I’m also currently by myself in the lounge while he waits outside. He said not even he could be in here with me.”

“Okay. We are glad. Oh. Huh?” Namjoon turns to Yoongi who is reaching for the phone.

“Are you wearing my outfit?” Yoongi asks you once he gets the phone causing the others to laugh. Yoongi’s possessive nature coming out as he hears you.

You laugh a little. “Yes, Yoongi. I am wearing the sweatshirt you sent me. It is really soft and comfy. I have the beanie and mask in my duffle bag carry-on that Hoseok sent me. I also have the rest of the things you all sent me in my carry-on.” You reassure him, but also everyone else. You didn’t have a favorite before; you wouldn’t have one now.

“Good girl.” You were thankful you were the only one in this room right now, because you almost screamed. Your entire face was hot and you were now hiding your head in your hands.

“I’m uh, going to go and eat my breakfast now. I will text you all before I get on the plane.” You say goodbye before anyone else can say anything to make you actually scream next.

Yoongi winces, his smirk never leaving his face as Jin smacks him across the chest.

“You can’t just say things like that!” Jin yells, a little upset for how quickly you hung up on them.

“Well, at least now we know she feels like we do.” Jungkook speaks up, shrugging his shoulders.

“What are you talking about?” Hoseok asks, everyone looking toward the youngest.

“She got flustered, didn’t you hear her moan a little.” Everyone freezes as they try to think back.

“So, our baby has a bit of a praise kink…that’s good to know.” Jin muses, smiling at the others at all the new possibilities.

-*-*-

You had just touched down in Tokyo, Japan and were waiting for the stewardess to let you know that you could get off the plane for your layover. You were told your luggage would stay on board, in the compartment up front they had placed it in when John had carried it on board. You hadn’t been able to get up yet but you already knew your joints were not going to be happy with you.

You could almost sense that you were going to have issues with your left hip especially. You had some issues getting comfortable with the angle of the seat at first, then after the nice stewardess showed you how to adjust the seat, you were able to get it into a nice and comfortable recline. But your body was not used to being in one position for so long.

You knew you could move during the flight, but you were terrified that the second you moved, the plane would crash and you would be the only one not strapped to your seat for safety. It was irrational and you knew it, but you were terrified of flying, which is why you were anxious about snacks and needing to make sure you had everything in your duffel bag while in the lounge.

“You can unbuckle now miss. We will be leaving in an hour so make sure to be back her by then, okay.” The nice stewardess who helped you before, Emilia, had come up and stood in front of your seat.

You unbuckled the seat, thanking her profusely before grabbing your duffle bag and moving to throw all your trash away. However, once you stood up, you almost immediately fell back into the seat.

“Oh my, Ms.! Are you okay?” Emilia rushed forward, moving to help you but you had to tell her to move back. Your hip was at an awkward angle and you knew that it had popped out.

“Ugh. This was not what I wanted.” You groan out as you try to apply pressure to your hip, gauging just how far it shifted out.

It took you several minutes to pop it back in and ask for Emilia to get you your cane. She handed it to you with a look of disbelief. Like she couldn’t believe you just did that by yourself. Once she saw how uncomfortable you were though, she realized she was staring.

“I’m sorry, Ms. Are you sure you are okay?” Emilia asks as you put some of your weight on your cane to get up. You just nod at her, trying to take deep breaths. You needed to go to the bathroom and refused to have someone help you sit on the toilet. Plus, this was your first time having this happen, and you knew you could do it.

“I’m okay, Emilia, I promise. I just need to walk a little and help my hip adjust.” You reassure her, despite the deep breaths you were taking as you walked. After a couple of steps you could feel the numbness setting in, making it a little easier to walk.

Once you made it to the bathroom, you decided you would have to explore the Tokyo airport at a different time. It was around one pm in Tokyo if the clock on the plane was correct. The time difference was definitely going to mess with you, that’s for sure.

You slowly made it back to your seat to see a little ice bag on the tray. You smile at the thought, knowing Emilia must have brought it over. You place one of the small pillows that came on the plane to the edge of the left side of your seat so you could prop the ice there before you sat down. You had to make sure the ice was where you needed it to be or it would do nothing but make you cold.

Once you got relaxed back into the reclined seat, your phone started ringing. You didn’t even look at the caller id before answering.

“He—”

“Baby! Are you alright? The stewardess called and told us what happened!” Namjoon’s voice called out, cutting you off. You couldn’t even get another word in before another voice started talking.

“The attendant says you should be here around three! We will be waiting for you! Jungkookie will carry you out.” Yoongi’s tone was frantic, almost making you wonder if this was how they were always going to handle your disability.

“Why can’t we be there for her! She is injured and our soulmate Joon! I don’t care what Sejin says! Jungkook, be ready to go in an hour.” Yoongi switches from English to Korean quicky, making you wonder if he remembered he was on the phone with you.

Jungkook is about to leave the room to go and put some pants on when Namjoon grabs his arm.

“No one is leaving to go anywhere. Yoongi-ah, we talked about this. We don’t want to overwhelm her. You know how insecure she is about this. How could she not be after all of those years thinking we didn’t want her. I know you want nothing more than to have her in your arms, safe and sound. It’s what we all want. But we cannot push her into this.” Namjoon’s words have them all pausing, Yoongi even sinking back down into the couch and handing the phone back to Namjoon, grumbling about ‘stupid thighs’.

“Sorry about that, baby. We are all just worried about you. We have a driver scheduled to pick you up from the airport and bring you to a hotel. We booked you there for a week. We wanted to give you time and knew you would probably be more comfortable there than in the dorms with us.” You were kind of shocked, expecting them to want you to stay with them. You knew from their actions that they probably wanted you to accept the bond, and it was just you being skeptical, but could anyone blame you?

“Thank you, Namjoon. You are right. I don’t think I would be too comfortable staying with you all so quickly.” You were shy admitting that, the boys could tell. It had Yoongi scooting down further in his seat. Jin practically pouting at the thought of you not wanting to stay with them, but he knew you needed time.

By the time it was time to hang up, Emilia had come back over and told you that you were going to be leaving in a couple of minutes.

“Well, I have to get going. I should be in Korea within an hour maybe? I’m not too sure.” You tell them, truly thankful for them, and glad they didn’t mention your hip again.

“Okay. Well please let us know when you touch down and when you get to the hotel.” With that, you say your goodbyes and you buckle back up into your seat.

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